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Brussels - Torino A / R

E cosi’ è stato: abbiamo deciso di non volare.
Sabato scorso hanno battezzato MG, della quale sono fiera madrina. Non potendo spostare il battesimo in Belgio, tutta la famiglia Brit è scesa in Italia. In macchina. 12 ore all’andata e 12 al ritorno in un fine settimana: estremamente rilassante.
Sulla via del ritorno, soli soletti senza Figlio Unico, rimasto in vacanza dai nonni per una decina di giorni, Mr Brit e io abbiamo capito l’importanza di viaggiare con bambini.
Avremo fatto il viaggio Bruxelles – Torino in macchina almeno venti volte e mai e poi mai ci hanno fermati al confine svizzero. Bastava un sorriso di Figlio Unico dal seggiolone a convincerli. Ieri invece ci hanno fermati e trattati hyppies by real subversives. On the other hand I can understand that seeing a pair of nearly forty who travels on a metallic gray Volkswagen Golf might seem very subversive in Switzerland. Control anti-drug and anti-explosive people, luggage and car. Reluctantly, they had to let go.
exit from the border with Switzerland and France, it was the turn of the French who were bored to death on a Sunday in late April. Through the window, did a little 'rite of questions to which Mr. Brit responded with his English humor. The French customs never smile, and the second tap UK, I was ready to having to undergo another inspection.
Customs: "Bonjour, vous avez des marchandises à TRUST? "
Mr. Brit:" ... une de chocolat suisse Tablette ... "
Silence of the customs officer.
"Transportez-vous de plus en espèces 10,000 euros? "
" J'aimerais bien, no corn, it malheureusement nous sommes pas riches is ... "
Silence of the customs officer who thinks if you let us park the car and start to open all our luggage! I pray that Mr. Brit to make the stop of humor.
"Qu'est-ce que vous Faites dans la vie?"
"Je suis avocat"
"Vous pouvez y aller."
What a great profession that of the lawyer: everyone expects that, by definition, you're a pain in the ass who wrote threatening letters threatening lawsuits. It just does not want anything to do with you unless you are obliged!
Modern pariah.

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Of angels and other mystical matters

Only Child is fascinated by angels. And from the fact that sooner or later you die. Yesterday we went to church, where often only Son wants to go to light candles and say a prayer to Jesus while we were in church, only Son of the crucifix has noticed and asked me what it was.
"It 's a man who was tortured and killed in the most heinous possible because he said things with which the Romans did not agree," I should tell him cowardly and instead I decided to respond "It 's the cross, the symbol of the Catholic faith." One child looked at me with a huge question mark on the forehead, which I have deliberately ignored.
And I diverted the conversation about guardian angels, which only Son like very much, as I buckled him since birth and a Grandma's Van Gogh also painted a little angel that we hung on his bed.
"I see my guardian angel," said an only child. "Ah, yes, and how?" I asked myself. "It 's like the one that drew her grandmother and her mouth is always laughing." "But that lucky," I commented, "I do not see him ever my guardian angel." "Ah, but I saw, "said an only child. "And how is it?" .... "Hmmm, your mouth has a downwards", he said the prophet run screaming and laughing.

few days I'll go to Italy because 'the godmother of MG. I explained that a sponsor is an Only Child a person who, if anything happens to the parents of MG should deal with her. A little 'as Uncle Tato, who is the godfather of an only child. "If you have a problem or you're unhappy, you can always call Uncle Tato because is your godfather and you have to deal with you and you must protect. "
Only Child has been a bit 'in silence and then said" But is my guardian angel who protects me. Uncle Tato it's not an angel. " Um, no, I never doubted the very nature extremely angelic little of your uncle.

Only Child Death comes only when you are old old. I have not had the heart to tell him that there are people who die when they are young. It 's too sad.
And I do not know where it comes from your comment, but it is so beautiful and romantic that the carry-over. "You know mom," she said, "when you die, before it passes through a lot of fog, then comes the wind that takes you to heaven." How nice!

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How to make God laugh

The eruption of a volcano in Iceland unpronounceable name is crippling tutta l’Europa. Eccetto l’Islanda, dove l’aeroporto di Rejkjavic è incredibilmente aperto. La maggior parte degli aeroporti dell’Europa del nord sono chiusi al traffico da giorni. Treni e macchine in affitto presi d’assalto. Milioni di persone bloccate in giro per il mondo. Quelli che hanno avuto fortuna sono rimasti bloccati in qualche paradiso tropicale in vacanza con la famiglia. Gli altri sono sequestrati in città grigie, in camere d’albergo anonime, lontani dalla famiglia e dai propri cari.
In mezzo al caos generale, spicca la storia di John Cleese, uno dei più grandi comici inglesi che conoscerete dal mitico Monty Python , monumento cinematografico allo humor britannico.
Come racconta Today the Belgian daily Le Soir , John Cleese was on tour in Oslo, and wanted to return to England. Trains fully booked, rental cars do not exist, John Cleese has paid ... a taxi. Three taxi drivers have taken him from Oslo to Brussels giving itself the change.
When John Cleese was asked what he thought of this beautiful found that cost him the modest sum of 3,800 €, Mr. Cleese said:
"You know how to make God laugh? Tell him your plans. "
What class!